Wearing out.

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Three loads through, started anyway.  I showered before beginning this last load.  I've been going through things in my bedroom.  I'll have it in shape soon.

Snowing.  Big white fluffy ice curds.  The ducks are sheltering, though they were out in it earlier.  I ordered meat, some.  Skipped chuck and ground pork.  The rest, to some smaller or slightly larger portion, is involved.  Then again, a full pound of steak is less by mass than fast food.

I am looking forward to meat, anything actually.  Other than fatted tea, I've had a can of veggies and one of fruit in the last four or five days?  Hungry.  I'll order more meat next month.  Can't order in bulk, can get ahead, and more each consecutive month.  It is wisdom, the wallet is simply too anemic for better preps currently.

Life is about making due, gratefully.  I am not sure I succeed, but I do try.

Later.  Maybe good night.